In the cloudless weather, the airship flying in the air seems particularly abrupt.

Both sides of the war did not know why the fish-shaped flying object came, but the airship was always at a height of 1,000 meters. Even the Qi-type master could not reach that height, so he could only let it peek in the air.

Four battleships in Stuart's fleet were injured, and they had to replace sails or repair the hull to salvage the wounded, and they could not continue to pursue. The four battleships on the Western Front, which were originally blocked by heavy troops, chased the only two remaining ships of the special envoy fleet, heading eastward.

Although the two warships of the special envoy broke through, they still could not escape the pursuit. The four battleships were behind them, and they were biting for about four miles.

"I can't catch up, I can't catch up!" Fabian's mathematics is not good, but the distance between the two fleets is gradually widening. Even without writing, he can see the answer to the question of chasing.

After the artillery battle began, Fat Orange had been brought back to the airship by Jacques. It did not want to wet the hair on its body because of the shipwreck or something.

"It seems that we have nothing to do with you. I think I can return." Fat Ju expressed her opinion.

Jacques also felt that he could return. Since he had not been able to contact Claudia, Hoffa should not cause trouble for them when he returned to York City. After all, the two sides still had some friendship.

Just when Jacques was about to turn around, four Stuart battleships suddenly rushed across and aimed the sideways at the fleet of special envoys who were moving away.

"Huh? The distance is not hit by the cannon, right?" Marian also had some understanding of the cannon. The cannon could not hit the distance of about four miles.

Everyone lay on the edge of the hanging basket with interest to see what the Stuarts could do.

The four battleships were pulled into a row, and suddenly hundreds of black dots drew their white tails to fly towards the sky. The white smoke drew an arc and headed towards the two fleeing sea ships in the distance.

"What is this!" Everyone on the airship was stunned.

From the trajectory of Baiyan, we can also see that those black dots can also obtain special envoy warships.

After the black spots approached the sea, they indeed exploded one after another, but some exploded in the air, some directly penetrated into the sea and exploded huge splashes, and some exploded near the ship.

Then, after the second round, third round, fourth round, fifth round, and fifth round of attacks, even though the hit rate was astonishingly low, several shots hit the special envoy's ship.

Each black spot explosion is quite powerful. Occasionally, it will explode into pieces, causing a sea of ​​fire. There must be some elements that cause fire. Even those that explode in the sea will leave a flame on the sea surface.

"The Rockets have all shot?" Michelle asked.

"Report to the Director, all shots have been completed. The accuracy of the rocket is too low. Fortunately, there were multiple hits, and the opponent's ship speed has obviously dropped."

Michelle smiled and said, "Catch up!"

The strange weapon that the Stuart suddenly shot over, although it was a touching head, could trigger a flame after hitting it.

The most unlucky thing is that the main mast of the special envoy ship was caught by a shot. The rocket exploded over the main mast, and the scattered flames ignited many canvases. Although the extraordinary people on the ship used their source energy skills in time to extinguish the flames, the canvas had already had many holes, and the ship's speed dropped instantly.

François was extremely anxious at this time: "Arranging people to repair the sails, and the bad ones can replace the spare sails. It's still time to go, and it's still time..."

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, François shook his feet and almost fell down. He stood firm and rushed out of the captain's room without caring about Annan's obstruction. When he looked around, he was so angry that he stamped his feet.

It turned out that their only frigate was burning at this time, and a large thunder of smoke rushed towards the sky. There was a huge hole on the side of the ship. The sea water poured violently into the water and fell to the sea. The crew either dived and swam, or floated on wooden boards, and were running towards the flagship.

"What's going on? Didn't you just say that the damage was not big?" François pulled Annan and asked anxiously.

"I don't know, please pick up the crew members who fell into the sea. I'll ask." Annan ran around and sent an order to arrange it, but he really didn't understand why the ship suddenly exploded.

François, standing at the stern of the boat, looked at the Stuart battleship in the distance and said, "It's too late to wait for them. We must leave at full speed. We are in danger now."

This explosion, or the biggest reason is that everyone is not familiar with the actual combat of weapons such as artillery. The explosion frigate did not close the gun door after shelling the Stuart battleship, and the packages of fixed-packed gunpowder were piled next to the artillery.

When attacked by rockets, flames were splashed on the deck at first, and the seafarers extinguished it in time, but it did not arouse alertness.

As a result, a rocket exploded on the side of the hull, and the burning flames sputtered from the cannon gate into the ship, but the flames left were very small and were not discovered and extinguished in time.

Finally a few minutes later, the remaining flames ignited the fixed-packed gunpowder, triggering a death explosion, blowing a large hole in the hull, and the sea water poured in, and the frigate began to slowly sink into the sea.

Soon, François on the flagship also learned about the general situation from the seafarers who had good water quality and were very helpless.

Even though the seamen who fell into the water were abandoned, Stuart's battleship was still getting closer, and the distance between the two sides had reached a range that could be bombarded.

The battleship's front gun began to fire rhythmically, but there was only one front gun, which caused little threat. But this was a signal that it could not escape and would eventually be caught up.

Michelle stood at the bow of the boat, full of confidence and a confident look. James behind him kept flattering words, making him feel excited and his mouth quietly raised.

Yes, if I hadn't brought the newly developed rocket to the ship against the opposition, wouldn't it have left the meat that was immediately eaten away? After this matter was done, I would have been at the forefront of the three deputy directors. When the director retired, the next director would be my possession.

On the other side, François was restless in the captain's room. Every cannon sound made him shake unconsciously, and a dagger in his hand almost fell to the ground many times.

Claudia pushed the door and turned into a dress with metal armor. She hung a thin sword on her waist and silently reached the table.

François sat down opposite her and said, "You don't need to fight yet, don't be too nervous."

"Oh? Are you going to self-destruct again? Well, at least the pain is short-lived." Claudia said lightly.

"No, I have a killer weapon, but... it may be dangerous. I dare not use it unless it is absolutely necessary." François said.

"Isn't it a last resort?"

François pulled out the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the table. Claudia's eyes unconsciously focused on this quaint dagger.

The blade is more than half a foot long, with a curved tip, double-sided blades, black all over, and a smooth wooden handle embedded at the end.

After a cannon, François' fingers that passed through the blade shook slightly, and a small hole was cut, and a drop of blood flowed along the blade to the table.
Chapter completed!